Spirit of the English Magazines

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Munroe and Francis, 1826

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Page 209 - Up ! up to yon cliff ! like a King to his throne ! O'er the black silent forest piled lofty and lone — A throne which the eagle is glad to resign Unto footsteps so fleet and so fearless as thine. There the bright heather springs up in love of thy breast— Lo ! the...
Page 33 - So brief our existence, a glimpse, at the most, Is all we can have of the few we hold dear ; And oft even joy is unheeded and lost, For want of some heart, that could echo it, near. Ah, well may we hope, when this short life is gone, To meet in some world of more permanent bliss, For a smile, or a grasp of the hand, hast'ning on, Is all we enjoy of each other in this.
Page 381 - Hold, father, here's store For the good of the church, and the good of the poor; Then he gave him the stone; but, ere more he could speak, Wrath came on the friar, so holy and meek: " He had stretched forth his hand to receive the red gold, And he thought himself mocked by Gwenwynwyn the Bold ; And in scorn of the gift, and in rage at the giver, He jerked it immediately into the river.
Page 451 - With aching temples on thy hand reclined, Muse on the last farewell I leave behind, Breathe a deep sigh to winds that murmur low, And think on all my love, and all my woe?
Page 19 - I have always had a fancy, that (learning might be made a play and recreation to Children ; and that they might be brought to desire to be taught, if it were proposed to them as a thing of honour, credit, delight, and recreation, or as a reward for doing something else ; and if they were never chid or corrected for the neglect of it.
Page 45 - Let her see him in his most retired privacies ; let her follow him to the mount, and hear his devotions and supplications to God. Carry her to his table to view his poor fare, and hear his heavenly discourse. Let her see- him...
Page 381 - The friar looked pale, when his error he knew; The friar looked red, and the friar looked blue; And heels over head, from the point of a rock, He plunged, without stopping to pull off his frock. He dived very deep, but he dived all in vain, The prize he had slighted he found not again: Many times did the friar his diving renew, And deeper and deeper the river still grew. Gwenwynwyn gazed long, of his senses in doubt, To see the...
Page 43 - He now seemed to have recovered from his surprise, and probably fancying himself in hostile company, he began to plunge furiously, and lashed the sand with his long and powerful tail. I was out of reach of the strokes of it, by being near his head. He continued to plunge and -strike, and made my seat very uncomfortable. It must have been a fine sight for an unoccupied spectator.
Page 43 - By the time the Cayman was within two yards of me, I saw he was in a state of fear and perturbation; I instantly dropped the mast, sprung up, and jumped on his back, turning half round as I vaulted, so that I gained my seat with my face in a right position. I immediately seized his fore legs, and, by main force, twisted them on his back ; thus they served me for a bridle.
Page 145 - The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.

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